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Yes, please. Jimmy shoves his shorts down, his dick springing free, smacking against my stomach. It felt huge in my hand. It looks huge now. I squirm in anticipation. I want to feel it inside me. Like, now.
Safely sheathed, Jimmy’s fingers slide into my hair, loosening my ponytail as he tips my head back. His lips brush mine as he covers my mouth, licking and biting the same as he did with my nipple. Holy hell, the man cankiss.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I cling to him, giving back as good as I get, my tongue fencing with his. Still kissing me hungrily, Jimmy waits for me to kick off my shoes before he works down my yoga pants and panties. His fingers dig into the flesh of my ass as he positions himself, sliding deep with a groan, which I swallow.
So. Amazingly. Full. I break the kiss, my head tipping back, my eyes opening wide at the amazing feeling.
“Fuck, you feel good, babe,” Jimmy pants through gritted teeth.
My ankles hook around his waist as he takes his weight on his elbows, raising onto his knees and withdrawing slowly. His lips find my pulse-point on my neck, his tongue darting out and swirling around it, sucking lightly as he thrusts in hard, bottoming out in me, bringing a soft grunt from my lips.
“You like that, babe?” he whispers against my neck.
“Ye-es,” I whimper back, clinging to him as he continues the same pace, a slow withdrawal and a hard, fast thrust in deep. “So much.”
Jimmy groans, sucking on my neck again as he concentrates on working me over like he had me work that punching bag over earlier in the session.
My orgasm is building, fluttering low in my stomach. I tighten my legs around his waist, lifting my hips eagerly to meet his hard thrusts, chasing my release.
Sliding his lips up my neck, Jimmy finds my mouth, feasting there again until I’m a mush of sensations. His lips trail along my jaw, nibbling my earlobe before he breathes into my ear.
“Come for me, babe. Let go.”
God. I want to so badly. Like he knowsexactlywhat I need, Jimmy abandons his slow-out, hard-in method, hammering into me hard and fast. Shit. God.Yes.
“Jimmy!” I gasp, my muscles clenching around his dick, holding him fast inside me as my body convulses, and I come, my head tipping back, my mouth open in a silent scream.
“That’s it, babe,” he coaxes, pressing kisses against the exposed length of my neck.
Sated and fully relaxed, almost floppy in my post-orgasmic bliss, I cling like a monkey to Jimmy as he starts hammering hard again, chasing his own release. He grunts as he comes, biting down lightly on my earlobe.
His weight sags down on me for the barest moment before he rolls off me, gasping for breath as he lies beside me, half off the yoga mat, his chest heaving.
“That was fucking incredible, babe,” he breathes. Yeah. For me too.
“Same time, Monday?”
Jimmy sits up, removing the condom as I climb to my feet, stepping into my yoga pants and panties and lacing my trainers.
“I’ll see you here, babe.”
Giggling, I snatch my bag, slinging it over my shoulder. Jimmy is on his feet, his shorts covering his gorgeous dick again. His fingers close my upper arm when I’m almost at the door. He hauls me against his chest, his lips coming down hard and hot on mine.
“I’ll bring the condoms next week,” he murmurs against my mouth. That’s what I like to hear.
“Good. That was my last one.”
Jimmy chuckles, smacking my ass as I throw a knowing look over my shoulder at him, making sure to add an extra swing to my hips as I leave.
The door swings shut behind me, and I’m standing in the wide, empty corridor, hip-hop piping through some hidden speakers. A huge grin tugs at my lips as I make my way to the stairs. I want to go home and luxuriate in an amazing bath. I’d call Holly and crow about finally getting laid, but she has Bootcamp. With Jimmy. My cheeks heat up.
On second thought, maybe I should keep this secret to myself. What if he’s not supposed to have sex with clients? Oh, God. What if I’m not the only client he has sex with? I know he said he would bring condoms, but I’m swinging by the drug store on the way home to stock my gym bag, just in case. You can never be too safe.
JIMMY
The door swings shut behind Thelma’s gloriously tight ass and swinging hips, and I blow out a breath. Fucking hell. I’m getting in way over my head with Thelma Rampwood.
Groaning, I shake my head and scrub my face with both hands. God. She felt amazing on my cock. Ducking up to my office, I have a quick shower, disposing of the condom here rather than in the trashcan in the corner of the small workout studio. I don’t need gossip.
